Poetry

25 September, 2017

Lost

Categories The Arts

I am lost. I want to build, to grow, to exist, to forge, to love,

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Like a Projectile

Categories The Arts

I am moving
like a projectile
being remote controlled
to the stars, the sun, the light
only being buffetted… \

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Something Is Going To Happen

Submitted by Ian  poetry 5 April, 2014

Categories The Arts

something is going to happen
something wonderful
something is going to happen
this life or next

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Twin Moons

Categories The Arts

Twin moons, growing
To orbit with other three
Two heavenly bodies, axis girating
Dipping in, dipping out, together

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The Cake

Categories The Arts

The cake, as I take to my mouth, crumbles
The cake, you baked, yesterage
The cake, which rose, as we stood, touched, talked
The cake, which browned, as we relaxed in the bath

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It doesn't make any difference

Categories The Arts

It doesn’t make any difference
If your thick or your thin
I just want to be near ya
Feel your heart and ya beat

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Spirt Of Life

Categories The Arts

a laugh, a smile
travelling
unknown tracks on the path
taking life as it is

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Swifts Above

Categories The Arts

grey smoke, like silver birds
circles up high
quest to free

green eyes, vain, but not afraid,
fleeting love

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That Smile

Categories The Arts

Opening, a smile.
A smile as though the sun is rising in the sky,
the tangerine glowingness, unfolds,
getting stronger, pouring its warmth, laimė

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And So I

Categories The Arts

And so I fucked it up alright, me so clever, me so bright
But I fucked it up alright!
The word says it all, explosive and short,
the word as a tool, determined, and thought.
I fucked it up alright

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